Saturday, September 11, 2004


chris in corning Posted by Hello

tori courtesy hereinmyhead Posted by Hello
from here no lines are drawn
From here, no lines are drawn
From here, no lands are owned
13000 and holding
swallowed
in the purring of her engines
tracking of the Beakon here
"is there a signal there on the other side?"
on the other side?

Another good song, except that it always makes me sad seeing as it's about september 11th. Whoah. Waitasec, isn't today sept.11th? Wow. Now that is weird.

Thank goodness for Shannon! She is the bringer of great music!
I love the way light from lakes and ponds reflects on leaves in that amazing pattern, with the light moving from bottom to top. It's like they're glowing all by themselves.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

overflow
It's very difficult when you're unaware of how to cope with a situation, when it seems like you're just feeling too many things in too many directions all at once. It's perturbing to say the least. Life just throws things at you, and it seems like it waits until you have your hands full and can't catch anything; something's bound to hit the ground.

I had a nap, so I am not tired. Tomorrow I have school and then an appointment with a police officer to give a statement. I might have to go testify a little down the line... which wouldn't be fun.

Anyway... I'm talking on the phone now. So I'm going to get off.

Sunday, September 05, 2004

instances
First of all, I must say that I never knew so much good music existed.

I got back from Algonquin again. This time I have no new pictures. On Friday I ate lunch on a cliff that I am quite certain not many people know about. I had a talk with my aunt, she gave me a rock. Later on that night we watched god and all of heaven march over the lake, and listened to a loon cry from across the night.